The instinct which drives men to
travel is at bottom identical with
that which fills men with passionate
desire to know what is in life. Time
and strength are often wasted in
restless change from place to place;
but real wandering, however aimless
in mood, is always education. To
know one's neighbours and to be on
good terms with the community in
which one lives are the beginning of
sound relations to the world at large;
but one never knows his village in
any real sense until he knows the
world. The distant hills which seem
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